“Roarrrr!” said the sister bear.
“Grrrrrr!” said the brother bear.
“I do not understand you, bears,” said the robot.
Roz was about to unload a whole armful of annoying pinecones when a distant roar echoed through the forest. Back at the cave, the mother bear was calling for these two, and she did not sound happy. The young bears looked at each other. They knew they were in trouble. But before lumbering home, they glared up at Roz and snorted one last time. More than anything, they wanted to kill the robot.